Medal of Honor: Through the Desert

"So, TMP. You were part of the army, and I was in your platoon and all, but one day, you jsut vanished," said Denal. "What happened?"

"It's classified."

"The hell it is, Piece. The army ain't here anymore, remember? Stop living in the past, dammit!"

"Fine. I was recruited to Tier One."

"No frakkin' wai, man. Really?"

"Yeah, frakkin' way, Denal. Really."

"How?"

"Remember that skirmish that we fought, our first one, in the city oh Ahsmad? That one?"

"Oh, yeah, I remember. You did pretty well...."

"More than well, great. So great that the general pulled me out of the 481st and in Tier One."

"So what do you guys do?"

"The usual spec ops stuff. Sometimes we were like Ghost Recon, all quiet and 'mando like,' but other times we were like Bad Company, hard and loud. And sometimes, sometimes, I was alone. Here, lemme tell you a story....

TMP, a Tier One Operative going through a freight shipwreck, eliminating enemies as he goes.